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The Change

Updated on April 16, 2015
My mother, my two nieces, and I in the back ground.
My mother, my two nieces, and I in the back ground.
My sister and me almost 31 years ago at my High School Graduation.
My sister and me almost 31 years ago at my High School Graduation.
I am second to left amongst my friends celebrating graduating.  We are at the Disco, Rose-land, in Manhattan almost 31 years ago.  I do not know who took the picture.  LOL.
I am second to left amongst my friends celebrating graduating. We are at the Disco, Rose-land, in Manhattan almost 31 years ago. I do not know who took the picture. LOL.
My Mom coming home from works.
My Mom coming home from works.
My Mom outside her house.
My Mom outside her house.

A Poem

I remember my Mother.

I remember our love.

I remember her braiding my hair, and laying my clothes
out nightly for the next school day.

I remember my Mother singing, and dancing to love songs
playing on the radio, while preparing our family dinner.

I remember lip synching for her every weekend, along with
my brothers and sister to songs playing on her eight-track
tape player.

I remember Our shopping sprees. Weekly for clothes; monthly
for food.

I remember her stories about her childhood, and the merriment
in her eyes as she told them.

I remember our move.

I remember the pasta, potatoes, split-in-half franks, frozen fish
sticks, and cleaning up before dark.

I remember the Indicent.

I remember the last time my Mother cried, "What happened to
my baby?"

I remember a time when my Mother would have never blamed me
for my siblings' faults ....

I remember my Mother making my last year of high school the worst
year of my life.

I remember screaming, " I hate you Mommy, you treat me like dirt!"

I remember her later saying, "... I ... love you ... your father and I ...
planned You."

I remember our tears, and our pain about the Incident, and our
silent acknowledgment that things would never be the same.



This poem was written, as a homework assignment in a creative writing class, twenty years ago.



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  • N.E. Wright profile image
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    N.E. Wright 5 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Emmanuel,

    We really do not realize how much our parents love us until we become parents.

    Thank you so much for your kind words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    N.E. Wright 5 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Lyns, thank you so much for your lovely comments. This year I think it was written 21 years ago. Well, in February. LOL.

    Thanks again for your kind words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Emmanuel Kariuki 5 years ago from Nairobi, Kenya

    Great tribute to Mother. Reminds me of my own mother and how often I thought she didn't love me when all she wanted was the best for me and my siblings. Keep them coming.

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    lyns 5 years ago from USA

    Excellent poem about the remembrance of your mom, 20 years ago, wow seems like something written today, I guess memories are timely at all times, hopefully you received the high score for it because it is really an excellent poem. lyns

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    stephen kalu 6 years ago from Nigeria

    There's nothing sweeter than a mothers love. It can go along way in making an impact to an individuals life. Good hub.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hey Art Notes,

    Thank you so much for your nice praise.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    art notes 6 years ago from Hubli, India

    really nice piece and it is very touchy...

    looking forward to read more from you...

    thanks for welcoming me.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    LOL.

    So true SilentReed. So true.

    Thank you so much for your insight.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    SilentReed 6 years ago from Philippines

    There are things that we said in anger that we regret in later life.Now that I am a parent and grandparent, we come to realize that they only meant well. Thank goodness for grandchildren. One of the advantage of grandparents is that at the end of the day.Visiting grandchildren have to go home to parents. Being a grandparent is the reward for surviving parenthood! :)

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Fuller-Life,

    I thank you so much for your lovely praise.

    Thanks for all your comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Fuller-Life 6 years ago from Washington, DC

    Beautiful hub. Thanks for reminding us about the true love of a mother. Very touching!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Writer20,

    Yeah, we love our mothers, but sometimes their words and actions can truly hurt.

    I am happy to hear about you and your mother mending your relationship. I know the feeling.

    Thanks so much for sharing your story, and thanks your lovely comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Joyce Haragsim 6 years ago from Southern Nevada

    Lovely poem thank you so much.

    I have just started writing to my mother again after a 12 year lapse. She upset me the vicious words all that time ago. Now she is 92 and we've mended the bridge.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Roshall,

    Thank you for your kind words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    roshall 6 years ago from Ohio

    loved it.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Sunchild28,

    I am happy this poem triggered your childhood memories of your mother.

    I thank you so much for your kind words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    sunchild28 6 years ago from Nigeria

    Very lovely hub,made me remember my mothers love when a was a little boy.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Samantha,

    We all believe our parents are the bad guys and than we have children and they feel the same about us. LOL.

    I am not looking forward to that once my son turns a teen. LOL.

    Thanks for your comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Samantha_Marie 6 years ago from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada

    Thanks so much for sharing. I remember feeling this way about my mother. I don't think any parent will escape being "the bad guy" at one time or another.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello MrDSpade2,

    Thank you so much for your kind words and praise.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    MrDSpade2 6 years ago

    Ahh, the writings of life, your emotion, displayed on this hubpage, brilliantly written.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Bijja,

    Thank you so much for your lovely words.

    I will check out your poem.

    Thanks for your comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Bijja 6 years ago from India

    A wonderful poem with tenderness.

    Great expression of love.

    Please look at my poem: http://www.wikinut.com/in/rnqio/www.wikinut.com/i-...

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Random Theme,

    Wow, I truly appreciate your lovely praises.

    Yeah, families have dual relationships. LOL.

    Thanks so much for your ... comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    random theme 6 years ago

    What a great poem...you got me from the first line...made me keep reading. Seems we all have a love/hate relationship with family :)

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Bridget30,

    I thank you so much for your lovely comments.

    To be honest, my family felt guilty about what happened to me as if it were there fault. Sometimes when you feel guilty you are not always nice to the survivor. My Father was my rock. He told me I did nothing wrong. I would have went crazy if he were not in my life.

    I love my family, but it was the '70s and no one knew how to react to what that monster -- who happened to be a stranger -- had done to me.

    Again, my father is the one who saved my soul, because he allowed me to speak about what happened. I could not talk about it with anyone else. It made them uncomfortable. LOL.

    Still, I do feel blessed to have my family, because I know they truly do love me. Oh, and those pictures, well we were way too happy. I love those pictures the most. LOL.

    I hope you are doing okay. If you need someone to talk to you can always e-mail me. newright47@yahoo.com.

    Take Care Bridget30.

    N.E.

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    Bridget30 6 years ago from West Virginia

    Your description of your childhood was vivid, beautiful! I am sorry for anything happening to you, and I understand the confusion that is tied in with childhood, much-less silently acknowledging what only an adult could understand. Your family looks so happy and beautiful! With that, you are a very lucky, blessed woman, and your family equally blessed to have you as a part of them!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Saddlerider1,

    I have to admit, I am humbled by your words.

    My mother was our glue also, but my father was my best friend.

    If it were not for him, I can honestly say I believe I would be in a mental ward today. He told me I was not at fault for what that monster did to me. His words, 'You did nothing wrong, and you are not at fault' is what allowed me to survive ....

    From the age of 13 on my father and I were close.

    You are braver than I could ever be. Which is why I am humbled by your praise.

    Please take care.

    N.E.

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    saddlerider1 6 years ago

    You drew me here from one of the comments you left me on one of my abuse hubs. Family is very important when they are all in harmony and loving and caring for each other.

    But when they abuse family members then they become animals of the lowest kind, not fit to be called parents.

    My mother was the glue that kept the children together, her mistake was letting the wrong men into our home, they became the predators and we became their victims. Lovely poem, well done, bravo I applaud you. Hugs

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hey Mimi721wis,

    Thanks for your lovely comments.

    Wow, nine children? LOL. My Mom is the eldest of eleven. I could not handle being the eldest of four. LOL.

    Thanks again for your comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Mimi721wis 6 years ago

    Love this poem. My parents had nine children. Six girls and three boys.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Sdbeasley,

    Thank you so much for your lovely praises.

    Your Mother sounded like a lovely person.

    You are right .... We as adults have varied emotions about our Mothers. I believe that is because of our experiences as children.

    Now as adults, with our own children, we kind of took on our Mother's ways. LOL. I never thought that would happen. LOL.

    I thank you so much for your comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    sdbeasley 6 years ago

    Very nice poem, it certainly hit home with me, I lost my Mom over 15 years ago and I do remember her with a lot of different emotions, but I mostly remember her for the loving,kind,caring,giving women that she was. Well done

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Tinsky,

    I agree with you. Parenting is just the way our parents done it and saw it. LOL. We thought they were wrong. LOL. Wow. It really is something to think about. I try really hard not to think about it. LOL.

    My biggest fear is when my son is almost fifty I will still treat him like a child. LOL.

    Thank you so much for your kind comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Tina Dubinsky 6 years ago from Brisbane, Australia

    I enjoyed reading your poem. It is remarkable that when we become Mothers ourselves we begin to view parentage through the eyes of our own parents. Looking forward to reading more of your hubs and thanks for the follow as well!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Imranhaider,

    Thank you so much for your comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    imranhaider 6 years ago

    nice memory

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Pmccray,

    Thank you so much for your lovely praises. I really do appreciate it.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    pmccray 6 years ago from Utah

    And 20 years later the poem is still beautiful. Voted up, marked beautiful.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Charlise,

    I thank you so much for your kind words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Charlise 6 years ago from All Over the Place!

    Very sweet share from your personal life. Nice for you to be so real and raw.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello VividImage,

    You are right, everyone -- from childhood to adulthood. -- goes through the same thing in all walks of life. Still, we often think we are alone. LOL.

    I thank you so much for your kind words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    VividImage 6 years ago from Chandler, Arizona

    You took me on the journey through my own memories. It would seem that no matter what, kids go through similar circumstances of that roller coaster ride though childhood, teenage years, young adulthood, then adulthood. Your words were definitely poignant and reflective. Thanks for opening up and sharing :)

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Angoliver,

    Thank you so much for your lovely praises.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    angoliver 6 years ago

    What a beautiful poem... and thanks for sharing your precious memories. I look forward to reading more of your writings! :)

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Ask_DJ_Lyons,

    Thank you so much for your kinds words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Ask_DJ_Lyons 6 years ago from Mosheim, Tennessee

    This poem made me cry! Thanks!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Druid Dude,

    Wow, thanks for your wonderful praises.

    I truly do appreciate it.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Druid Dude 6 years ago from West Coast

    Excellent.Truly a remarkable commentary, not just on your life, but many. Good writing. A real pleasure to read.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Oh, Marco,

    Those words from your are wonderful.

    Thank you.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Marketing Truth 6 years ago

    Hi N.E.,

    Those are some beautiful pics and your memories are very touching. Thanks for the share, you're very talented and this writing shows that even twenty years before. :-) I wish you and yours all the best.

    Respectfully,

    Marco Brown

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Neverletitgo,

    I wrote this poem, twenty years ago, from a memory of about eleven years earlier.

    I was something that stuck.

    I thank you so much for your kind words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Neverletitgo 6 years ago from Minneapolis, MN

    N.E.Wright, this is very nice memory poem that you can remember how things were the time you wrote it and how things change after more than 20 years.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Memoreton,

    Thank you so much for your very lovely praises.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    memoreton 6 years ago from Blaina South Wales UK

    This is beautiful, and those are lovely precious memories. Thank you for shareing.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Sis.Fatima,

    I am a liberal, and to most that means I am a big government kind of gal. Well, I believe in efficient government. Not big. Small government for a big country sounds inefficient.

    What would happen to our safety and education? Firemen? Police Officers? School Teachers? Lawyers? They all are government workers. You make government small you have to cut these workers. Why the elected liberals do not say this enough is baffling to me. I do not understand them.

    My home is opened for foster care -- which is ran by the government -- and it sounds like you are talking about the foster care system. Am I correct?

    Look, there are bad parents. There bad foster parents. There are also bad ACS -- government -- Workers who take children out of their parents care. Some of these worker are good people, and others not so much.

    I did this poem about twenty years ago for a homework assignment in college. Over the years I had revised the poem. For the first several years I kept a couple of lines that dealt with how my mother taught us how to say "No" to drugs in the early '70s before the drug ads of the '80s and '90s came out.

    I heard stories, and seen things that parents did with their children that would make your head spin. These parents did not learn from any errors, and they taught their children to do the same bad deeds they themselves did.

    Some parents would bring their children with them to retail stores to act as their look-outs from security guards so they could steal as much as possible and sell it later for drugs.

    Some people are just bad parents, and their terrible past does not always help them protect their children.

    I had freedom -- to a point. LOL. -- but I was armed with the knowledge of what to look out for. My mother taught me that.

    Some parents are drug addicts and cannot arm their children with knowledge to help them, and so those kids may get on drugs, become prostitutes, and maybe even pimps.

    I knew of teenage prostitutes, pimps, thieves, drug users, and muggers. I called them schoolmates. LOL. Some of them were what their parents were, and some just had hard working parents that could not be home all the time, because they had to work to pay rent, and feed -- and cloths -- their kids.

    Look foster parents -- and again I am one -- should do with foster children what they would with their own kids. Teach them how to complete school and go to college. Teach them how to shop, clean, obey laws, and explain why. Arm them against the bad elements that will come at them in life. Pray silently that they will listen. LOL.

    Look, I once spoke to a fellow ... foster parent who raised a ... child that she and her husband adopted. That child is now a lawyer. There are countless of stories like that.

    I went to parties when I was a teenager in the '70s I did not drink from open cans given to me, and if I left my opened can of soda -- that I opened -- for a moment, I would not drink from it. That is what my mother warned my siblings and me about.

    One day -- when I was about 14 years old -- I saw a childhood friend's older brother and he looked deranged. I pretended I did not know him. I was scared. Well, I later learned that he drank from an opened can of beer that was spiked. It was said that someone put acid in his beer when he went to the bathroom. Boy, I thank God to this day for my Mother.

    Life is learning from your mistakes. Not all of us do it well.

    I understand your concerns. I live them every day. My son is only 7 and I fear for him in his teenage years. I just do. Still, it is my job to arm him with knowledge and hope he listens.

    I really do thank you for your comments.

    Please take care,

    N.E.

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    Sis.Fatima 6 years ago from vancouver BC

    The Monster who destroy families, is the society and the corrupted system, that fight you to take your children out of your wings and warmth chest,that gives them full freedom and we all know the excessive freedom leads to lusts,Drugs,,prostitution...ext.They pretend that they are protecting them ,but from who??? from their parents???. acctualy Parent who have bad experience never want their kids to do the same error,they want to protect them,keep them Home.

    but the system give them full freedom until they got them hooked in some bad stuff then throw them on the street between gangs and pimps. telling them you are over18 you need to support your selves. and it is too late to come back.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Sis.Fatima,

    I will thank you for all three of your comments in this one response.

    I must admit I do have fears for my son for so many reasons .... His teenage years are making me nervous, but hopeful for his future all the same.

    Still, I am confused to what 'something called>>> a monster' means. Can you please explain? I can only guess drugs? Is that it?

    Again, thank you so much for your comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Sis.Fatima 6 years ago from vancouver BC

    something called>>> a monster

    something called>>> a monster

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    Sis.Fatima 6 years ago

    something called>>> a monster

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    Sis.Fatima 6 years ago

    hello again friends.

    Just want to remind each others of........

    You know, we should not for get all of us as parents, despite the differences in Faith and religions , that we have a big responsibility on our shoulders . it is our duty to offer our kids the best life as Much as we can,but lets not forget to offer them the good teaching in general on the religious ,cultural , spiritual and educational basis,

    This is a treasure by it self>

    This is like you arm them against the uncertain channels in life.

    What is our mission in this life other then bringing up good generation that holds to our religions roots,and to our family values?

    We have to set good example to them as parents as well,i know once they are teenagers it becomes hard for mothers and fathers to have control any more ,because something called>>> a monster

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Becky,

    I thank you for your kind words.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Becky 6 years ago from Oklahoma

    Beautiful prose, thanks for sharing your memories, Excellent Hub.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Bloggering,

    I thank you for your wonderful praises.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    bloggering 6 years ago from Southern California

    Well written and poignant.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Sangita Anand,

    I agree, ... mothers are irreplaceable treasures.

    Thank you so much for your praise.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Sangita Anand 6 years ago

    Mothers are always special. An irreplaceable treasure!!! No matter the age the feelings for them remain unchanged. Your article was great!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Sis.Fatima,

    Thanks for your sweet praises.

    You are pretty much correct on how we adults were when we were children. Everything our parents did seemed to be against us. It really was not that serious, even when it was serious to us. LOL.

    I am so afraid of how my son will perceive me when he is a teenager. LOL. I hope he still likes me. LOL.

    Thanks again for your comments.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Sis.Fatima 6 years ago from vancouver BC

    Hello dear N.E wright,,that is very nice poem, it just tells you how teen agers think that the parents don't like them, because they nag nag and control their life too much,watching their steps and interfering in every thing, but when they become parents themselves, and go through what their parents went through with them, they tell their kids well we are protecting you just like our parents did to us,,we never thought at that time they are protecting us, we only thought they been in control of our lives too much..

    as they say you never feel or understand what is parents until you be a parent your self.

    But one thing i know that parents never hate their kids, they always love them .

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hey Carol,

    Thank you so much for your lovely praises.

    I truly do appreciate them.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    1person 6 years ago from NC, USA

    A deeply moving piece. Succinctly catches life as life is. Which is ... happening all the time.

    Beautifully written and felt.

    :-)

    ~carol welch

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Wintermyst,

    I really appreciate your lovely praises.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    Wintermyst 6 years ago

    I love this. It is so well written, so poignant. Memories are forever. Well done.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Jay2Jay,

    Thank you so much for your really beautiful praises.

    I truly appreciate them.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    jay2jay 6 years ago from Brooklyn, NY

    This is very touching. It really makes me wanna cry. A mother's love is the most precious gift in life. Your words and memories are beautiful!!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello cookingdiva,

    I thank you so much for your beautiful praises.

    Take Care,

    N.E.

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    cookingdiva 6 years ago

    Very touching tribute your mom. Brought tears to my eyes! Wonderful, thanks for sharing your memories.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    My mother was actually 15 years old when she gave birth to me. A couple of weeks later she turned 16.

    When I was 16 I was planning my senior winter's trip. She dropped out of school to have me and get married. At twenty-four she had her fourth child. At that age, I was at a cross roads about what to do with my life since I had dropped out of school for the second time. I still did not have any children. I was an aunt by then though. LOL.

    I could not do what she did at her age. I really was not ready until my forties. LOL.

    My father tried to get me to see these things from her life's point of view, but he forgot I was a teenager, and we tend to be self absorbed. Not proud of that, but it really was true.

    Now, I am worried about my son and his teenage years. I am scared and excited at the same time. He's seven so I am going to be happy without worries for now. LOL.

    Yeah, my moms did great for a kid. LOL.

    Thanks for your wonderful comments.

    Take Care, N.E.

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    Erin LeFey 6 years ago from Maryland

    This is so true, brought back so many of my own feelings and memories...very powerful. Everyone does the best they can with what they have to work with at the time. and with time, we learn. All the best to you in the new year. I look forward to reading more of you! Namaste'

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Christopheranton,

    You are right. Parents can only do their best, and we usually hope that their best is good. LOL. At least I hope my son feels that way when he gets older. LOL.

    You are also correct that we appreciate our parents later in life. I know I do. LOL.

    Thanks for your nice comments.

    HAPPY HOLIDAYS.

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    Christopher Antony Meade 6 years ago from Gillingham Kent. United Kingdom

    Parents, like everyone else, can only do their best.

    It is often only in later life that we really appreciate them.

    Thanks for a really moving, and real hub.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hummmm, funny, I never thought about "The Incident" as a title. That is so weird. It was always how things change in relationships. Even mother daughter relationships.

    Thank you so much for your praise.

    HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

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    mythbuster 6 years ago from Utopia, Oz, You Decide

    Ah - "the incident" (whatever it was that happened) would be another nice title for this piece. I thoroughly enjoyed this, N.W. Wright. Beautiful!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Oh wow, thank you so very much for that beautiful praise.

    I had a joke to say against myself, but you actually brought tears to my eyes, and instead I grabbed my phone to call my mother to read your comments to her. She will love them.

    Thanks again, and HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

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    Sun Pen 50 6 years ago from Srilanka

    I'm not poetic and do not understand poems. But your poem brought tears to my eyes. Thanks to your mom for giving a daughter like you to the world.

    great.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Thank you so much for your lovely comments.

    Happy Holidays!!!

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    joleenruffin 6 years ago from Tracy, CA

    beautiful poem.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Lucky Cats,

    You are right, it is the little things that really count ....

    We never went to Disney, but we went for car rides and to the drive-in movies every weekend ....

    Yes when you get older -- mostly girls -- want their freedom, and we do sort of break free of invisable shackles. LOL.

    I really appreciate your beautiful comments.

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    Kathy 6 years ago from The beautiful Napa Valley, California

    Wow! Your imagery of memories is very vivid. These little things mean so much to us; things that may have not seemed like much at all and then, we find ourselves dwelling on the every day familiar and warm ways we spent our young days with our parents. At the time, we thought they'd never end. And the sadness you share about when the relationship with your mother was in question. It seems we girls go through this with our mothers...emancipation? I'm not sure but, I can surely relate. Thank you for a wonderful, beautiful tribute and memory!!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Carrie450,

    When I had to cut those franks in half to make as a sandwich it was because there were an additional three children living with us.

    My material aunt's children would have to stay with us way too often, because of her misdeeds -- I'll say politely. LOL.

    So, with the four of us, that was seven children in total.

    Thank you. I appreciate your comments.

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    carrie450 6 years ago from Winnipeg, Canada

    A very moving and wonderful poem. I had to laugh at one part though because there were 9 children in our family our franks were also cut in half and to this very day it's the only way I like to eat them :)

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi Jean,

    I appreciate your comments completely.

    You did not go too far expressing your sadness. People are supposed to feel what you feel, see, or touch from poems. You feel grief? Then we should experience it through your writing, and I did.

    Thanks again for your comments.

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    Jean Bakula 6 years ago from New Jersey

    Thanks for your kind comments on my Christmas Poem. I thought maybe I went too far expressing the sadness of missing loved ones who have passed during holiday seasons. I got the same chill reading the last 5 words of your piece "The Change." We really are the same inside, aren't we? Have a blessed Christmas and I'll keep visiting!

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hi, Create Magic,

    I thank you so much for your beautiful comments.

    I truly appreciate it.

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    Create Magic 6 years ago from San Francisco

    Thank you for such an authentic and amazing poem. Wow.

    and thank you for the warm note.

    Glad to know you here.

    blessing and warmth,

    Michael

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Neverletitgo,

    I thank you so much for your nice comments.

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    Neverletitgo 6 years ago from Minneapolis, MN

    Very nice touching poem.keep it up. Thanks for sharing.

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    N.E. Wright 6 years ago from Bronx, NY

    Hello Sa'ge,

    The "Incident" was exteme. I thank you for your comments.

    FloridaWinter, Wow, beautiful words about your mom. Of course you still reach for the phone no matter what. Sorry about your lose. Thanks for sharing, and thank you for your comments.

    RTalloni, I almost always tell my mom, and dad I love them. Hey I even tell my pain in the butt younger siblings I love them too. LOL.

    Abecedarian, Oh, wow, I hope 2011 is a better year for you also. I understand rebellion even if it's a hair style that my mother thought could not get me hired, and I kept it anyway.

    When my mother became ill, with her heart, I went to live with her for a year. I felt at peace helping her. Yeah, that is full circle. Thanks for your comments.

    James A. Watkins, thanks for your beautiful comments.

    Affinity 2010, you are absolutely correct about good thoughts placing a smile on your face. It does that to me all the time. Thanks for your comments.

    888Author, It is okay that you rejected me on twitter. LOL. Thank you for your kind comments.

    Marcella Glenn, Sorry to hear you lost your mother earlier this year. I thank you for your nice comments. I look forward to reading your work soon.

    Purplepassion1, I thank you for your comments. The writer in me have a bad habit of retreating. LOL. I am fighting against that for this coming year. Yes, I believe most of us have mother issues. LOL.

    C.D. Medley, Thank you for reading my work -- Sweet Niece of mine -- and commenting on it.

    Terced Ojos, Wow, I must get some Angie Stone. I have been compared to her a lot this year. LOL. Thank you so much for your beautiful thoughts.

    EireneJoy, Thank you so much for your beautiful and thoughtful comments.

    Systememperor, Wow, you lived in the Bronx, and now you are living in Liverpool, England? I hope you are very happy there.

    My sister once thought about moving there with her young children.

    "What If" is how I get my story ideas. I am sorry my poem reminded you of bad times, but I am happy it reminded you of good times. Thanks for your comments.

    Donnaisabella, Wow, thank you for sharing that beautiful yet brief account of your life now and in your past. Thanks for your comments.

    Vietamvet68, Thank you for your support. Look forward to reading your work soon.

    Phyllis Doyle, Thank you so much for your comments. You are right about realizing our parents are really wise once we are older. Again thank you for your beautiful comments.

    Ahorseback, I love when people can just connect mostly, because human traits.

    Most of the bad stuff I did forget. I love the good stuff. LOL. Weekend trips with my parents and siblings. Drive-in-movies.... Good stuff. It is the best!

    Thanks for your comments.

    A.A. Zavala, Thank you so much for your comments.

    Nikki D. Felder, Well, thank you so much for your lovely comments. Cathartic, yes I guess writing is really is that for me.

    I really get lost in my fictional work though. That is not so good for my son. LOL. He likes to eat in a timely fashion. LOL.

    Thanks again for your comments.

    The Fix, Well, thank you completely for your lovely comments. You made my day.

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    the fix 6 years ago

    Beautiful writing! You really captured the bittersweet love between child and parent. The mystery of the 'Incident' made this poem seem like a part of novel I would want to read.

    Also thx for sharing the pics, it did add to this piece.

    and you were a real cutie! (and you are still!)

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    Nikki D. Felder 6 years ago from Castle Hayne, N.C.

    N.E. Wright, thanks for the glimpse into your life. They say writing can be cathartic. For some it is, I'm sure. The fact that you've held on to this for so many years shows you're certainly passionate about writing. Oh, and you're good at it too! Thanks.